Chapter 146: Chapter 146 What am I doing *MONALISA*
The moment I tugged down his sweatpants and pulled out his cock.
I had been amazed by how huge he was.
He had such a magnificent and impressive size.
How could he keep this away from me?!
The gray fabric of his sweatpants bunched up just beneath his balls. There was already a drip of pre-cum on the head of his cock, welled up and glinting.
Licking at my lips, I leaned forward and dragged my tongue over the head of it.
Lorenzo hissed through his teeth, his hand shifted from my shoulder to the back of my neck. He didn’t pushed though, he just held a steady grip there.
Two more licks with the flat of my tongue, and then I’m curling my lips around his head. I had to open my mouth up all the way to fit just half of him inside my mouth.
The weight of his cock pressed my tongue firmly to the bottom of my mouth, I breathed out through my nose, bobbing my head forward and setting a steady pace.
Every now and then, I glanced up through the thickness of my eyelashes to look at him.
Lorenzo was staring at me with those scorching dark eyes of his, his lips slightly parted as he pant, a hint of red on his cheeks.
The sight was enough to make my heart skip up and twist around.
I moaned, and then he groaned as the vibrations hit all of the right nerves.
I did it on purpose the second time, taking even more of him in. All I could taste was Lorenzo.
. The taste of him filled my mouth in a way that was borderline intoxicating.
Hearing his pants, his groans and knowing that I was making him feel good made me feel delighted.
Was it crazy that at this moment, I wanted him to forget about every blowjob any woman has ever given him and think only of mine.
I wanted him to think that mine was the best.
Yeah, that was a crazy thought.
But it was still the thought on my mind when I breathed in hard through my nose and took even more of him in. The head of his cock bumped against the back of my throat and my whole body revolted at the sensation.
But I didn’t pull back. He groaned louder as I deep-throated him.
There was drool welling up in my mouth, dripping from the corners and down my chin and an ache that was settled into my jaw from having my mouth opened for long.
I glanced up at him again, and Lorenzo’s eyes had somehow turned even darker. It was the hottest expression I had ever seen on him.
“Don’t stop.” He panted.
I took a deep breath and I bobbed my head down again. The time, when the head of his cock bumped against the back of my throat, I didn’t stop. I kept going until the thick girth was settled in deep.
I felt a sensation that my body didn’t even know what to do with.
Instinctively, I tried to jerk backward but his hand was unyielding.
He held me still and I curled my arms around his thighs to try and anchor myself in place, nails hitting into the thick folds of dark fabric where his pants were bunched up, even as I pulled myself back and haul in a breath of air.
Fingers slid through my hair and over the back of my neck, it was an almost soothing gesture, strangely erotic too.
I was so wet between my legs, it was almost embarrassing.
His touch was like magnet, drawing me up, toward it. I leaned into his hand, tongue lapping at the head of his cock.
It felt like my skin was on fire, especially when I saw Lorenzo staring at down at me, like I was the prime cut that he had just ordered and was ready to dig in.
Enzo grunted as his cock pulsed inside me, shooting thick braids of his seed down her throat.
“Ummm...Ahh.” He groaned when I started to swallowed everything he was giving me, constricting my throat around me and making his orgasm last way longer.
I sucked him dry.
I moved up his body and then he suddenly grabbed my cheeks, kissing me, roughly.
A tiny whisper of a breath escaped from my lips and I closed my eyes.
From there, it just happened, naturally. His lips brushed across mine, so hard and hot. A kiss at the corner of my mouth, then back to my lips, my cheeks, to my chin and then back to my lips.
I moaned, slightly, my eyes closed and he took my mouth with his. His tongue parted my lips, then he caressed me as he kissed me, deeply, sensually.
His hand floated from my chin down to my shoulder, traced on finger along my arm, then slowly slid his hand under my shirt, caressing my breast, his fingertips barely grazing my skin. He brushed the back of his finger light as silk over my nipple and I felt it grow hard and stiff beneath his touch. A line of sweet pleasure pulsed directly down to my thighs and I moaned as he kissed me harder.
Suddenly, he pulled away from me and breathed.
“No...God...no. What am I doing?”
I panted as I stared up at him, I thought we had already gone past this hesitating stage.
I reached for him but he moved away.
“I can’t. We can’t. I really can’t do this.”